The crown of the kingdom is given to the woman

The kingdom of the kitchen where she says she shouldn't

There on the stainless steel her cigarettes and matches

Whistles to the radio on every hook she catches But the frowns

Eider downs

Tie her down

But she likes to wear the crown of the kingdom She likes a recipe a touch of oriental

Steaming up the window burning egg on metal

Sees in the catalogue a shiny new appliance

Another role swallowed by the wonders of science Lobster hands

Omelette pans

Understand

How the crown can stick like jam in her kingdom He's been so busy and she's been neglected

The problem is computed, always it's rejected

Out of her heart I catch a spark and being smart

The crown is left out in the dark now there's no kingdom Fed up with the glory she abdicates her title

Sitting at a bar stool she gives her day's recital

The family watch in horror as she staggers up the hallway

Makes herself a sandwich as they're looking through the doorway She goes to bed

Leg by leg

Nothing said

There's no crown upon her head there's no kingdom Press the button on the toaster, it's a woman's world

Tuck the sheets in on the bed, it's a woman's world

Take your apron from your holster, it's a woman's world

Shoot the crown off of your head, it's a woman's world It's a woman's world

It's a woman's world

It's a woman's world

It's a woman's world Press the button on the toaster, it's a woman's world

Tuck the sheets in on the bed, it's a woman's world

Take your apron from your holster, it's a woman's world

Shoot the crown off of your head, it's a woman's world